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The air smelled of mold. There was a damp coldness in the air that felt as though it was under you skin. The deatheaters walked silently through the halls of the McNair family castle to the basement, where they were to meet with Lort Voldemort. All the men looked ominous in their long robes and black masks. Lucius Malfoy shivered. He had a strange sense of deja vous. He had been here before. His mind searched, but he couldn't place it. The deatheaters walked silently to the room where they were to meet with the dark lord and took their places. When all the men had entered the room, Voldemort spoke.
"I see that we are all here." He said, his beady snake eyes glowing. "There are many things to attend to, but first we are going to prove the loyalty of one of my most trusted servants. Lucius Malfoy. Please step forward."
Lucius Malfoy walked forward. He noticed that Voldemort was holding a large silver knife. He had a bad feeling something awful was about to happen.
"Lucius Malfoy," bellowed Voldemort, "It has been said that you are in love with a muggle woman."
Lucius thought for a moment. If he denied it, they would kill him. "Yes my lord."
A sadistic smile ran across Voldemort's thin lips. "Who has your allegiance? Her," he said, pointing to Partica Granger who was across the room, hands bound, held by two deatheaters, "or me?"
"You my lord."
"Good. Prove it. Take this knife and kill the muggle woman."
Lucius froze for a moment. He didn't want to kill her, yet he knew that he had to. He had worked so hard to be one of Voldemort's most trusted servants. Reluctantly, he reached forward and took the shining silver knife.
He turned and walked towards Patricia Granger. He had never seen such fear in anyone. He had killed countless muggles, and yet had never encountered a look like this. It was not just fear. It was something else... disbelief maybe? He looked away, not daring to look in her eyes for fear that he would lose the courage to do what he knew he had to.
"Please don..." but Patricia was cut short as a deatheater clamped his hand over her mouth. The deatheater, then cast a silencing spell on her, and removed his hand. She made some moaning noises which Lucius tried his best to ignore. He looked at her again, the whole time avoiding her pitiful gaze.
He raised the knife to her throat. He tried to look down but managed to catch her eyes with his. It was as if her eyes were speaking to him, or rather burning a hole in him, a hole that was searing into his soul.
"Do it!" shouted Voldemort. He moved the knife to her throat. She moaned again, tears running down her cheeks. He paused. Another feeling of dejavou ran though him. This wasn't right. Something was supposed to happen. He had an odd feeling that someone was about to speak, but there was only a deafening silence.
"Do it now!" shouted Voldemort. Lucius Malfoy knew he had no choice. His gaze still fixed on the floor, he took the knife and slit the throat of the only woman he had ever loved. The deatheaters who had been holding her up let go, and she fell to the floor, gasping for air as the blood drained from her body, and death enveloping.
Suddenly there was the sound of one person clapping. He turned around to see that Voldemort and the other deatheaters had disappeared. Instead, standing there was Hermione Granger.
"So you did it. You killed my mother. Wow, I guess if Severus Snape hadn't you would have done it. I guess you're more evil than I give you credit for."
"What are you..."
"What am I doing here? You tell me. This is your dream."
Suddenly it made sense. He had lived this out before, 25 years ago. Only then, Snape had intervened and he hadn't been forced to kill her.
"I know you want me," said Hermione Granger in a seductive voice, breaking his train of thought. "But you know what?"
"What?"
"You can't have me," she said, her voice taunting him.
"We'll see about that. You're just a filthy mudblood slut."
"Oh, you may be able to have my body. But you can never have my soul... or my love. And that's what you want. You're whole life you've been tortured with the love you couldn't have, and you lust over me because I remind you of what you gave up. You don't just want sex from me... you want love." She moved closer to him, her hot breath was now on his ear making him extremely aroused. "You think that shagging me is going to be the magic answer you're looking for," she whispered, "but it isn't. You're lonely and pathetic and there is nothing you can do to change that. You chose your path, and you chose wrong."
"You mudblood whore!!! You know nothing of my life or what I want!!!" he shouted his face turning red with anger.
"Whatever you say..." she said, and then she seemed to disappear into thin air.
At that moment, he turned around again to see the 'corpse' of Patrica Granger get up and moved toward him. Fear rushed through his body.
"Oh Lucius..." she said, her neck still dripping with blood. "Tell me you love me. Make love to me right here."
He froze in fear. He tried to scream as she came closer.
Then, he awoke with a start. He sat up in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized something was different. He felt angry. He felt an urge he could never have imagined. He felt the urge to kill Patricia Granger. Yesterday he had been planning to kidnap Harry Potter and force Hermione to give herself to him as 'ransom' but now he had a much better plan. He would kidnap Patrica Granger instead. This would be incentive enough for Hermione to give herself to him. And then he would kill them both. A malevolent smile spread across his face. Tomorrow was going to be a good day. A very good day indeed.
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Miles away, Severus Snape awoke with a start. "The spell has been broken" he muttered. Looking at the clock he realized it was 3am . He made a mental note to find Hermione in the morning and warn her, as she, and her mother, were now in great danger.
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Sorry this chapter is so short. I promise the next one will be longer. Its titled "The Seduction" so you can guess where its gonna end up going...
Also, for all you Draco fans, we'll be seeing much more of him later. I also have a big plot twist planned! (I love things will cool endings, so that's the way I write.)
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The air smelled of mold. There was a damp coldness in the air that felt as though it was under you skin. The deatheaters walked silently through the halls of the McNair family castle to the basement, where they were to meet with Lort Voldemort. All the men looked ominous in their long robes and black masks. Lucius Malfoy shivered. He had a strange sense of deja vous. He had been here before. His mind searched, but he couldn't place it. The deatheaters walked silently to the room where they were to meet with the dark lord and took their places. When all the men had entered the room, Voldemort spoke.
"I see that we are all here." He said, his beady snake eyes glowing. "There are many things to attend to, but first we are going to prove the loyalty of one of my most trusted servants. Lucius Malfoy. Please step forward."
Lucius Malfoy walked forward. He noticed that Voldemort was holding a large silver knife. He had a bad feeling something awful was about to happen.
"Lucius Malfoy," bellowed Voldemort, "It has been said that you are in love with a muggle woman."
Lucius thought for a moment. If he denied it, they would kill him. "Yes my lord."
A sadistic smile ran across Voldemort's thin lips. "Who has your allegiance? Her," he said, pointing to Partica Granger who was across the room, hands bound, held by two deatheaters, "or me?"
"You my lord."
"Good. Prove it. Take this knife and kill the muggle woman."
Lucius froze for a moment. He didn't want to kill her, yet he knew that he had to. He had worked so hard to be one of Voldemort's most trusted servants. Reluctantly, he reached forward and took the shining silver knife.
He turned and walked towards Patricia Granger. He had never seen such fear in anyone. He had killed countless muggles, and yet had never encountered a look like this. It was not just fear. It was something else... disbelief maybe? He looked away, not daring to look in her eyes for fear that he would lose the courage to do what he knew he had to.
"Please don..." but Patricia was cut short as a deatheater clamped his hand over her mouth. The deatheater, then cast a silencing spell on her, and removed his hand. She made some moaning noises which Lucius tried his best to ignore. He looked at her again, the whole time avoiding her pitiful gaze.
He raised the knife to her throat. He tried to look down but managed to catch her eyes with his. It was as if her eyes were speaking to him, or rather burning a hole in him, a hole that was searing into his soul.
"Do it!" shouted Voldemort. He moved the knife to her throat. She moaned again, tears running down her cheeks. He paused. Another feeling of dejavou ran though him. This wasn't right. Something was supposed to happen. He had an odd feeling that someone was about to speak, but there was only a deafening silence.
"Do it now!" shouted Voldemort. Lucius Malfoy knew he had no choice. His gaze still fixed on the floor, he took the knife and slit the throat of the only woman he had ever loved. The deatheaters who had been holding her up let go, and she fell to the floor, gasping for air as the blood drained from her body, and death enveloping.
Suddenly there was the sound of one person clapping. He turned around to see that Voldemort and the other deatheaters had disappeared. Instead, standing there was Hermione Granger.
"So you did it. You killed my mother. Wow, I guess if Severus Snape hadn't you would have done it. I guess you're more evil than I give you credit for."
"What are you..."
"What am I doing here? You tell me. This is your dream."
Suddenly it made sense. He had lived this out before, 25 years ago. Only then, Snape had intervened and he hadn't been forced to kill her.
"I know you want me," said Hermione Granger in a seductive voice, breaking his train of thought. "But you know what?"
"What?"
"You can't have me," she said, her voice taunting him.
"We'll see about that. You're just a filthy mudblood slut."
"Oh, you may be able to have my body. But you can never have my soul... or my love. And that's what you want. You're whole life you've been tortured with the love you couldn't have, and you lust over me because I remind you of what you gave up. You don't just want sex from me... you want love." She moved closer to him, her hot breath was now on his ear making him extremely aroused. "You think that shagging me is going to be the magic answer you're looking for," she whispered, "but it isn't. You're lonely and pathetic and there is nothing you can do to change that. You chose your path, and you chose wrong."
"You mudblood whore!!! You know nothing of my life or what I want!!!" he shouted his face turning red with anger.
"Whatever you say..." she said, and then she seemed to disappear into thin air.
At that moment, he turned around again to see the 'corpse' of Patrica Granger get up and moved toward him. Fear rushed through his body.
"Oh Lucius..." she said, her neck still dripping with blood. "Tell me you love me. Make love to me right here."
He froze in fear. He tried to scream as she came closer.
Then, he awoke with a start. He sat up in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized something was different. He felt angry. He felt an urge he could never have imagined. He felt the urge to kill Patricia Granger. Yesterday he had been planning to kidnap Harry Potter and force Hermione to give herself to him as 'ransom' but now he had a much better plan. He would kidnap Patrica Granger instead. This would be incentive enough for Hermione to give herself to him. And then he would kill them both. A malevolent smile spread across his face. Tomorrow was going to be a good day. A very good day indeed.
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Miles away, Severus Snape awoke with a start. "The spell has been broken" he muttered. Looking at the clock he realized it was 3am . He made a mental note to find Hermione in the morning and warn her, as she, and her mother, were now in great danger.
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Sorry this chapter is so short. I promise the next one will be longer. Its titled "The Seduction" so you can guess where its gonna end up going...
Also, for all you Draco fans, we'll be seeing much more of him later. I also have a big plot twist planned! (I love things will cool endings, so that's the way I write.)